Every couple has a love story. Some start in high school and some blossom at 60. It’s not every day you get to watch your Pap fall in love. My Pap did, and to a wonderful lady I have grown to love and call Grandma.


Miriam was a school teacher who wrote birthday cards to all the children in her church. I received one every year growing up. (that’s when my love for letters started) I never dreamt 15 years later she would become my Grandma. Sometimes I wonder how she could come into such a large family with lots of us Grandkids. But she did; excepted us all and stole our hearts.


I’ll always treasure these photos. We took them in Pap’s favorite place on earth: his cherry orchard in the spring.


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